[The way Patamon yells and flaps his wings excitedly from Takeru's arms is probably answer enough to that. Takeru, at least, knows when he's beaten.]
His only preference is anything he can mooch. [Ignoring the huff of indignation, he lets Patamon go to hover at a more reasonable distance from Enkidu.]
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His only preference is anything he can mooch. [Ignoring the huff of indignation, he lets Patamon go to hover at a more reasonable distance from Enkidu.]
Do you need any help? It's the least we can do.